She blinks up at me
From down by my feet.
She changed me.
Take a big breath in every time I speak
So I don’t hate me.
Well the secrets out,
I let nothing in
So she gets low.
She reminds me how
I have been
Cuz I don’t know.
My eyes stay the same
While the rest of me changes,
But you can see the strain
By the way my face is.
I’ve kicked her out
Time and time again,
She has no master.
I run and run as fast as I can,
But she runs faster.
She’s every second of everyday
Until I run out.
There’s just too many numbers I have to say
For me to count.
I swear I’d let her hurt me,
I swear upon my life,
I swear I’d let her kill me
Or at least I’d let her try.
I swear her claws are in deep,
Down to the bone.
I swear if you go near her
Your life won’t be your own.
Your life won’t be your own,
And neither will your body,
And neither will your soul.
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Author:
Alex (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 4th, 2022 10:55
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about my struggle with an eating disorder and body dysmorphia. I'll never fully be able to explain how it feels but writing helps!
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
(do no give that thing
the power of acknowledgement;
hate is never the opposite to love
it's, Indifference..
so this
Thing
exists, where you do
so what
only You, curate reality
with your choices
this, life sucking leach
is but a wink of realisation
away
from, utter insignificance
that realisation, where
you awake your survival instincts
and value your worth..
not for your aesthetics
or other's clueless opinions
of you..
its when your Eyes, can see
You
for all the great potential, waiting
to be found and realised
within, You!)
great detail, expressed well
the feel
of the battle raging within you
but try and forget the day to day
battles scores
you just concentrate
on winning the war, stay Strong!
dear poet
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